speechless wind

what she means to me is just how wall leans 

what she means is just how bread is to meal

Initially my world was not so joyful

But after having her in it,it seems no more awful

Now when I know that she is my world then whats making me so dread

I will never be able to tell her i know that

I will never be able to gamble my world i low for that

she is unaware of what i have for her

its not that i cannot tell her

its not that i cannot sell bear

The day she comes to know about this word

I know that I am going to lose this world

Coward I am,and will ever be

Backward what lamps, I will never see

Only this is  not enough to say what I want

By this only I cannot convey what I want

I am not allowed but still I talk with her

I am mellowed but still I lack without her....

When she will read this will she understand?

When she will read this will she still stand